"Zhao Baizhao" Ji'e and Wanjun have to say a few modern things 01

＊Character: Ying Ji, a rich third-generation food blogger, freelance photographer Bai Qi

And retain the memory of the past life, my white face is the face of teacher Xing Jiadong!

＊Tang Bazi, get out of here! Leave Zhao Man to be the assist!

*I just want them to fall in love! If you don’t accept it, come and fight, I have the God of War Bai Qi!

*The first of five questions in the half-dimensional sweet essay: ends with "The rain lasted all night and didn't stop all night long."

Chapter 1: Calling names and recalling old appearances

Bai Qi has never understood three things.

The first thing is, why does he have memories of his previous life? Moreover, Du Youting's scene replayed over and over again in his dreams, and the dream always ended with young Ying Ji smiling and holding his arm, saying, "If you don't go, I will hate you from now on."

The second thing is that he met his previous wife Zhao Man in high school, Wei Ran who became a professor in college, and Mi Bazi during his work-study program. But no one remembers the past. In the past thirty years, he has met all the old friends from his previous life, and even Ying Shi has looked at each other. Why has he never met Ying Ji, his biggest enemy?

The third thing, which is also confusing recently, is why he wants to be a freelance photographer? According to the setting in the previous life, he had to be a general or something, right? You said I served as a special forces soldier? Special forces and officers are the same concept!

London, pub.

Bai Qi has always disliked the weather in London, especially rainy days.

The continuous rain formed a curtain in front of the window. The rain was getting heavier. There were only a few pedestrians on the street, and they were all walking in a hurry. There were ripples in the small ditches on the road.

Bai Qi was the only one in the small tavern.

The owner of the tavern is Zhao Man. He went to France for his honeymoon and asked Bai Qi, who came to London to take photos of couples from various places, to take care of him. Bai Qi thought that if he took a photo now, it would be beautiful, but it was a pity that his SLR was not with him.

What made Bai Qi regret not bringing a camera today the most was the arrival of a person.

The door was knocked open, and the young man who broke into the quiet room was mostly wetted. He was holding five or six exquisite small boxes in his arms. He found a seat at random and sat down, carefully checking the contents of the box. His slender eyebrows were raised and frowned, his thin lips either stretched into a wide arc or curled up in displeasure, and he muttered a few words from time to time. Very emotional, with all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy expressed on his face.

His face is not the prettiest. If compared to a line, it is a smooth rather than hard curve, with the strength of every plant and tree in the Qin Dynasty. His eyebrows are lighter than those of Bai Qi, and his handsome and heroic eyebrows have a sense of freedom and spontaneity, which is contrary to the stability settled between Bai Qi's eyebrows, and the words "young and frivolous" are engraved on him. Bai Qi's eyes fell on his lips, and he felt that his fingertips were hot, and he could still recall the temperature when they brushed against his lips. The lips were slightly lighter than rouge and slightly brighter than pink. They were so beautiful that Bai Qi wanted to take another bite.

This thought flashed through Bai Qi's mind. He shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, picked up the hot cocoa in front of him, and drank it slowly to hide his prying eyes. The sweet and warm liquid slides down the throat, just like those lingering and pathos kisses thousands of years ago. Bai Qi's eyes were slightly confused. He calmed down, put down the hot cocoa, and walked slowly towards the man.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

Ying · King Zhaoxiang of the pre-Qin Dynasty · Three generations of rich people today · Plus a food blogger · Has memories of past lives · Ji relies on "the whole world" "Everyone has delicious food", but he refused to believe that Britain only had various dark cuisines, so he traveled all the way to England and came to London to find the Britain on the tip of his tongue. Drawing on the experience of many international students, we selected several dessert shops. After carefully tasting a piece of macaron, Ying Ji narrowed his eyes to express his satisfaction and asked the chef again, "Okay, French."

However, Ying Ji, who had tasted the delicious food, didn't care about these details. He packed a few pieces and prepared to take them back to the hotel to eat. However, it was raining heavily when he went out. He almost became a drowned rat halfway along the road and rushed to the roadside without hesitation. In the tavern, I plan to open a meal to comfort my fragile little heart.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded behind him. Ying Ji deeply suspected that he was hearing something, so he shook his head and planned to have a delicious meal. There was a pause, but the voice sounded again: "Sir?"

Ying Ji turned his head stiffly, yes, it was him, Bai Qi.

Bai Qi! ! ! The humble Wu Anjun! ! !

Ying Ji was overjoyed. Just as he grinned, he remembered that he had given Bai Qi to commit suicide in his previous life. Then he felt sad again and the corners of his mouth drooped. When he thought about it again, he was so polite that he might forget his past. Fox Narrowing his eyes, he had another plan in his mind.

Bai Qi saw him alternately happy and sad, and now he narrowed his eyes cutely. He felt funny in his heart. He also felt that he still remembered things from his previous life, but he didn't want to expose it, so he called him "Sir" again.

Only then did Ying Ji come back to his senses and just said, "Just bring whatever you want." He looked at him carefully and saw that his expression and movements were natural and not intentional, so he concluded that he had forgotten all the old things. Er Jing. Seeing Bai Qi's innocent appearance again, thinking about those years, guilt and love welled up in my heart. I just felt that the dessert in my mouth was too sweet, and tears burst from my eyes, making the corners of my eyes moist.

Bai Qi thought about it and saw that there were all the desserts in front of him. He would naturally feel tired after eating too much, so he brought him a cup of sugar-free black tea: "Sir, please take it easy." After that, he returned to his seat. Put on your headphones and continue watching the rain.

This time the person peeping was replaced by Ying Ji. He squinted his eyes and pretended to enjoy the delicious food, looking up and down Bai Qi. The white eyebrows and eyebrows are not as handsome as his, but they are also clean and have the flavor of time. He wore a simple white shirt on his upper body, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his wheat-colored skin. The slim-fitting linen trousers showed off the beautiful shape of his waist and hips.

He put on his headphones and looked out the window with a smile on his face. There was a cup of mist rising in front of him, as if it was the "stability in this world and peace in the years" that the two of them had dreamed of in their previous lives.

Ying Ji lowered his head secretly, wiped the corners of his eyes, and just laughed at why he was so affectionate. Where did his domineering attitude from being the King of Qin in his previous life go?

Ying Ji pursed his lips. Although he and Bai Qi had an entanglement in his previous life, they could not stay together because of their relationship with each other. Later, their trust collapsed and they were separated by different paths. In the end, heaven and man were separated forever.

In this life, you won’t remember it anyway, Bai Qi, don’t even think about running away!

In this life, you won’t remember it anyway, Bai Qi, don’t even think about running away!

Ever since, Ying, the former playboy, started to stalk and refused to let go. Ji encouraged himself, put on the bright and clean smile of a domineering president, and walked up to Bai Qi. , stretched out his right hand to him: "Sir, I have a love story that I want to talk to you about."

Bai Qi was stunned, took off his headphones, and raised his eyebrows slightly to indicate that he didn't hear clearly.

Ying Ji regretted the words as soon as he said them. He was worried that Bai Qi would think that he was frivolous for confessing to someone he met by chance, and he was even more afraid that Bai Qi would reject him. In short, Ying Ji couldn't say this a second time no matter what. He didn't even dare to look at Bai Qi. He stared at the cup of hot cocoa on the table for a long time before holding back a sentence: "I, I can drink your hot cocoa." "?"

Bai Qi looked at Ying Ji suspiciously and wanted to slap him in the face. Although he didn't hear his words clearly, he could tell what he meant by the shape of his mouth. It was just... falling in love. Is it the same cup of hot cocoa? Bai Qi thought about it and handed him the hot cocoa. When Ying Ji took it, their fingertips touched, and Bai Qi could clearly feel his hands trembling.

After Ying Ji took it, he simply sat across from Bai Qi, lowering his head and sipping it, but he couldn't taste it. Suddenly he heard Bai Qi say: "If it doesn't stop raining tonight, I will promise you."

Ying Ji was pleasantly surprised and looked up at him, but Bai Qi looked out the window, still calmly Said: "However, you have to help me shoot a couple photo album."

Falling in love? Taking photos?

Ying Ji looked at the empty cup in his hand and thought it was the sweetest hot cocoa he had ever drunk.

Well, it must be because Bai Qi drank it.

Rain, rain, please come again harder and longer! It's better to rain hot cocoa, the kind Bai Qi drank!

Many years later, the two of them were lying under the window listening to the rain.

Bai Qi pushed the drowsy Ying Ji and asked him curiously, there are many people with similar looks and shapes in the world, why was Bai Qi so sure that he was his Bai Qi back then?

Ying Ji struggled to raise his eyelids, gave him a disdainful look, found a more comfortable position in his arms, and scolded: "It's just you? Even if we just met today, I can still recognize you." What a stinky old man.”

“I’m stinky and you’re throwing yourself at me?”

“You’re stinky and I’m stinky, and so is the world.” "Old, the world is getting old."

Bai Qi straightened his clothes, dumbfounded, wondering why this man became more childlike as he got older.

Bai Qi looked out the window. He was afraid that it would rain all night. He suddenly thought of that rainy night many years ago.

The rain lasted all night and didn't stop.